Pansy was not expecting to be slapped like that, but it felt good. She cried out, squeezing around the egg and the other toy inside of her. "Yes." She said, forcing her eyes open so she could look at him. "Yes. I want him to fuck me."
Rooney grinned and sat down in one of the chairs he had in the room, stroking himself slowly. He was teaching Thoreau so good. He was a bit of a switch, but Rooney knew that Thoreau was a true bottom and all his. That's all that mattered. "Why don't you leave some marks on her, Reau?"
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